Is this destiny?

Chapter 1908 - White Nights (2)

Corey started washing Merve's back from the neck, going over shoulders, and he moved gradually lower in small circular movements.

Merve was disappointed when he stopped.

"Your back is washed.", Corey said cheekily and moved back to his original position.

"Mhm…", she cleared her throat softly. "Can you wash my front also?"

Her voice was barely louder than a whisper, but he heard her.

"Are you sure you want me to only wash your front?", Corey asked. "I don't know if I can do that."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean… I don't know if I can stop just at washing you. My hands might want to explore you."

"That is fine…", Merve said in a small voice.

His hands circled around her waist and he pulled her closer to him.

Merve apprehensively leaned her back on his chest and waited for him to start washing her (or maybe explore her), but other than pulling her closer, he didn't do anything.

She bit her lower lip nervously. "Are you waiting for me to die of embarrassment?"

"No…", he murmured closer to her ear. "I am enjoying the view."

Merve glanced to her side to see that his head is above her shoulder and he is looking at her breasts which are visible above the water surface. How shameless! She ducked lower, making him chuckle.

A second later, he cupped her breasts in his palms.

"Mmm… you are so soft…"

Merve was not sure if the sudden heat that enveloped her was from the water, or from his proximity, or because of her embarrassment, or arousal… but his skin on hers felt good and she forgot about her embarrassment.

He kneaded her breasts and played with her nipples, and she closed her eyes as her breathing became shallower.

Corey kissed her neck and Merve tilted her head to give him better access as she melted under his touch.

His hands roamed over her body, one still busy with her breasts, while the other one moved lower, caressing her hips and legs.

A soft moan escaped her lips when his fingers brushed over the cradle of her thighs, teasing her a bit and she spread her legs how much the tub allowed.

Her body arched when his finger thrust inside her and she gripped the edge of the tub, to prevent herself from slipping lower.

Corey thought that he is going to burst but he told himself that Merve needs to initiate things, even though he knew it would be hard. Merve is a shy girl and only when she is completely lost in passion she would do lewd things because she forgets about herself.

Corey's finger glided in and out of her, as the root of his palm pressed on her clit and he kissed her neck while his erection stuck to her lower back.

He felt her body moving with less restraint as her hips gyrated to increase the pleasure his hand provided, and her moans became louder, and he was sure that she is almost there… and he retracted his hand.

"Why did you stop?", Merve asked in displeasure obvious in her wheezy voice.

"Hm?", Corey pretended that he had no idea what she was talking about.

To his surprise, Merve turned to face him and started kissing him wildly.

"Corey Smith… You are the devil… You better finish what you started, or I will not forgive you if you leave me like this…", Merve mumbled between kisses.

Corey's lips lifted into a satisfied smile. The shy Merve was gone and the unrestrained one is here. He loves them both, but right now he will take the unrestrained one.

He cupped her buttocks and helped her straddle him while she sat on her knees.

Corey moved his hips, grinding himself between her folds.

"Do you want me?", he asked.

"Yes…", Merve said.

"How much?"

"With everything I have…", her voice trailed, and she bit her lower lip when she felt that he is guiding himself at her entrance.

"Ahh…", Merve let out a lewd sound when he was inside her completely.

"You need to move…", he reminded her as his movements were restricted in their current position and he inhaled sharply when she rotated her hips, and it was wonderful.

Merve was lost in passion and she wanted to move faster, but it was difficult as her legs were shaky, and resistance the water provided didn't help either.

Corey shared her frustration by getting halfway there without the necessary speed and friction to plunge into rapture.

"Turn around, and get on your knees…"

Merve moved as he told her.

He lifted her bottom, and she clutched the edge of the tub as he took her from behind.

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Merve woke up in the bed next to Corey with a big smile on her face.

After the tub, they moved onto the bed, and even though Corey was impatient, he made sure it felt good for her also.

She thought about their first time, and how they started dating, and she wondered at what point she started seeing him as handsome. Corey Smith was a boy from the Smith family, the one that Charles Smith took under his wing, an untouchable existence for many, but for Merve, he was always Corey… a boy who joined in the play as a substitute and who gave her his jacket to stay warm as they watched fireworks display three and a half years ago.

Since then, his features morphed into more mature ones, but the gentleness in his gaze when he looks at her didn't change. Somehow, Merve knew that she has a special place in his heart, and she was very happy because of that.

"Why are you not sleeping?", Corey asked drowsily.

Merve's eyes flashed in surprise and she hoped that Corey didn't see her goofy expression. There was no way she will tell him what she was thinking about.

"I don't see a clock, and I can't tell if it's morning or not. This white night is confusing."

Corey let out a low chuckle and buried his face in her hair.

"It's a vacation. Sleep if you are sleepy. We haven't had a break in a while."

Corey felt Merve inching closer to him and the way she held onto him told him that she was not sleepy.

He cupped her cheeks and kissed her lightly on the lips unhurriedly.

Little by little, the intensity of the kiss increased, and his hot palm moved over her neck to her shoulder lower to her arm… it slipped on her waist and then over her thighs, leaving a fiery trace behind and igniting her body in the process.

He took her knee and lifted her leg slightly before his hand moved on the inside of her thigh until his fingers brushed against her wet folds.

Corey groaned in satisfaction when he felt that she parted her legs further, and she was wet and ready for him. His arousal shoot through the roof when he heard her shaky exhale close to his ear.

Merve enjoyed this intimacy, and the way Corey looked at her made her heart skip a beat. Her hands moved over his body and her fingers wrapped around his shaft, making him close his eyes and she knew that he was enjoying it when her hand moved rhythmically.

They touched each other as they explored different ways to find pleasure.

Corey's breathing became heavy, and Merve found her courage to move lower.

Corey hissed when she took him into her mouth and his toes curled involuntarily in the rhythm her tongue circled around his tip. This was the best thing ever!

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